The sword roars in the sky, and the murderous intent flows!

"Sword Demon of Ten Thousand Swords Sect!" A god king in the stands spoke in disbelief, his face full of disbelief, "This person should have died long ago, how could he live to this day!"

"Who is the Sword Demon? Why haven't I heard of this before that there is such a strong man in Wanjian Sect." Another god king showed a confused look.

"I haven't known some things for a while," a black-clothed old man beside him looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "The Sword Demon is an older generation of god king cultivator, and his seniority should be the same as that of the teacher. About 10,000 years ago, this person got a magic sword from a dangerous ruin. He failed to refine it and was controlled by the magic sword. He was very demonic and claimed to be a sword demon. He slaughtered nearly half of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect in one day, and then disappeared."

"After this battle, the three kings of Wanjian Sect died and their strength was greatly reduced. They announced to the public that the Sword Demon was dead, but now it seems that he is still alive... and his strength has become even more terrifying!"

"Can't my senior brother see the depth of him?"

The old man in black smiled bitterly, "For brother, I can only be sure that if I fight with him, I will definitely die."

When Xuanqing Sect was located, Huacha was shocked, he hurriedly spoke in a low voice, "Sir, I heard from the teacher mention the sword demon. He had the peak cultivation level of the king level ten thousand years ago. Now his strength must be stronger. If you are not sure, don't respond!"

Seeing that Mo Yu's expression was as dull as before, she felt even more anxious, "Sir..."

"Don't worry." Mo Yu raised his hand and interrupted her, "I have my own plans."

He stood up and slowly said in the many astonishing eyes: "I will take this battle."

Yu Luo's figure moved and appeared directly on the battle stage.

"He actually agreed!"

"This is the sword demon, who was the peak of the king's rank ten thousand years ago! Even if he failed to break through, after refining the demon sword, he would probably be able to fight with the Young Emperor Realm!"

"This Yumo is crazy!"

"He is seeking death!"

In countless exclamations, Elder Jin Tong frowned, glanced at the sword demon, and said in a deep voice: "Destination must not appear on the battle stage. I hope you can remember it, otherwise you will be severely punished!"

Yu Luo, he and Elder Ziya flew into the air, with a solemn look on his face and were ready to take action at any time. He could not resist the powerful will from the sect, but if possible, he was willing to help Yu Mo save his life.

The sword demon had a cold face and no emotional fluctuations in his eyes. He raised the long sword in his hand and said slowly: "I only use one sword. If you can block it, you will live, otherwise you will die!"

There is no gap.

Swish-

The dazzling sword light burst out instantly, like a sun that suddenly lit up. The thorn made people's eyes sore and tears rolled out.

This sword seemed to have crossed the space and appeared directly above Mo Yu's head, and was slashed down with endless madness and violence.

Even if it is a hundred thousand mountain, it will be cut by this sword!

In the moment of flashing lightning, Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand and gently stroked it in front of him.

The violent sword light sweeping over was like a calm lake, cut through it. He stepped over and his body turned into a phantom, instantly appeared beside the sword demon, grabbed his shoulders, and tremendous power gushed out.

Just like the previous two times, he swung him directly and smashed him hard onto the battle stage!

Bang—

With a loud bang, the cracks like spider webs spread out quickly.

The only difference from before is that the dense sound of bone shattering is missing.

Mo Yu let go, looked deeply, turned around and retreated.

The sword demon lay at the bottom of the pit, with obvious emotional fluctuations on his face for the first time, looking at Mo Yu's eyes, with a hint of fear mixed in the vibration.

That breath...

Swish-

Elder Jin Tong appeared aside, quickly checked the condition of the sword demon, then looked up and his eyes showed a serious look.

Mo Yu's strength is even more than he expected. It seems that it is not easy for Jiang Zhe to kill him.

He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Today's King's Level Competition, the winner is Yumo of the Qing Xuanzong!"

...

"Second brother, the sword demon is defeated." The female cultivator with a dark gold robe looked gentle, and there was no indifference when she was with Jiang Ming.

A gentle man holding a white boy in his hand sat opposite her. He frowned when he heard this, and then stretched out and shook his head with a smile.

"Jiang Zhe is just afraid he will be even more angry this time."

Jiang Qin's eyebrows and eyes were mocking, "The second brother said it well, but what if he is angry, what can he do? The strongest person under his command is the sword demon. How can he attack Yu Mo again?"

"He is so embarrassed this time!"

"Qin'er, it's been a few years, why are you still holding a grudge?" The gentle man smiled, with a thoughtful look on his face. After a while, he looked up and showed apologies in his soft eyes. "Jiang Zhe can be embarrassed, but the majesty of my Jiuxiao Shinto will never be damaged, but Amu is in seclusion..."

"My second brother has a good temper. If I were me, I would never help Jiang Zhe in my life. Don't forget his face when he was competing for ranking with you?" Jiang Qin curled her lips, revealing her rare little daughter's posture. "I will ask Qin Chuan to help him, second brother, please rest assured."

The gentle man smiled and raised his hand to touch her head, "You have been so many years, and you still look the same as you did when you were a child."

"I'm only like this in front of my second brother." Jiang Qin narrowed her eyes shyly, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

"But this is a good opportunity. Qin Chuan cannot take action in vain. I remember Jiang Zhe had an inner armor in his hand. If you speak, he would not refuse. With this inner armor to help, Qin Chuan should have no problem dealing with Yu Mo."

Jiang Qin looked surprised, "Does the second brother value him so much?"

"It's all right to be careful." The gentle man nodded with a smile, "Go and arrange it quickly, and this game will be played later."

Jiang Qin nodded obediently and said gently: "Okay, then I'll leave first."

...

A moment later, Jiang Qin appeared in her hall, her expression returned to her previous indifference, and said coldly: "Qin Chuan, are you very clear about the matter?"

"Yes, master." The monk in the dark green robe spoke respectfully.

"Go!"

Qin Chuan saluted, stood up and strode outwards.

Seeing his figure disappear, Jiang Qin whispered: "Second brother, even if you didn't say it, I understand. If you do this, you can add points in the Elders' assessment."

"But as long as I can help you, no matter what I do, I will."

...

The third day of the competition.

Although the battle on the battlefield was fierce, the atmosphere of the stands was always weird and could not enter a hot situation.

Everyone had faint expectation on their faces, as if they were waiting for something.

The God General and the God King Competition were spent in a calm and unpredictable situation.

When Elder Jin Tong appeared, the monks from all walks of life in the stands were immediately excited.

Finally the topic is coming!

Wang Zhi challenged Xuanqing Sect Yumo to win two battles. I wonder if anyone will challenge again today?

But the next moment, their expectations were verified.

A figure appeared on the battle stage without waiting for Elder Jin Tong to speak. He was wearing a dark green robe and his straight body was like a mountain, bringing invisible huge oppression to people.

"Qin Chuan of Wuxiangmen, challenge Xuanqing Sect Yumo!"

The entire battle platform fell into silence in an instant, and countless monks widened their eyes and showed a trembling look.

If the Sword Demon is the strongest among the older generation, then Qin Chuan is the latest rising strongman!

According to rumors, there was mysterious ancient blood flowing in his body, his body was extremely powerful, and his every move was full of power to tear the sky and the earth.

Qin Chuan has always been silent. What really made him famous was a sect war a thousand years ago. When Wuxiangmen was defeated, Qin Chuan broke through the pass and killed three peak kings and a young emperor-level strongman overnight, leading Wuxiangmen to stage a reversal battle.

As expected, in that sect competition, Qin Chuan became the first in the king-level competition, and the terrifying explosive combat power was unforgettable for all the monks to witness it.

boom--

The chaotic noise completely broke the dead silence!

"Qin Chuan actually took action!"

"Who did Yu Mo offend? He actually has such great energy!"

"Even Qin Chuan has been lifted out, it seems that he is really angry!"

"I just don't know if Yu Mo dares to take on this battle?"

"How dare he! Today is Qin Chuan. Once he steps onto the battle stage, he will be like handing over his life."

"Hehe, I dare to promise that even if I admit defeat, Yu Mo will never escape unsuccessfully! He is so arrogant and arrogant, he will definitely have to pay the price!"

Mo Yu frowned slightly and then returned to calm.

It is worthy of being the Nine Divine Ways of Shenxiao, one of the super powers of the heavens. It is indeed a strong man under his command. Qin Chuan's body is as boundless as the ocean. Close his eyes and may even make people mistakenly think that there is a peerless beast in front of him! His strength is so terrifying that he is also an absolute strong man in the Shaodi Realm.

It seems that these people really want him to die.

However, Qin Chuan is not enough.

But the temperature is almost the same, and if you pause again, it will be a waste of time.

Mo Yu stood up and stepped onto the battle platform. He looked straight at the man who felt like a mountain in front of him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
To be continued...